Dark Savages Come To the United States

On the holy mountain of Harrogath.

"Laiko, are you ready for your preparations?"

Tariq spoke to Raiko unceremoniously, and even felt a little shouting.

"I can start at any time, but this war I never felt necessary."

Raiko didn't lift her head, and she felt a little uneasy about what she was going to do next.

"Of course, war is always something that is not liked.

That means death, and it means not knowing how many poor people are going to lose their lives.

I don't know how many families will be broken.

But war is never something unnecessary.

There are times when you have no choice but to go to war. "

Talek spoke great truth, but the expression on his face was clearly sneering.

Raiko, a barbarian born for love.

Angry because of love.

Doesn't hold hands in battle, and doesn't shake hands before killing an enemy.

But the torment deep in her heart still made her a lot of pressure.

"I don't make mistakes, I've never made a mistake in a fight.

It's just that whenever I think of the battlefield, my heart feels like it's being pinched.

Tarik, each of us is different.

Even in battle, we can kill the life in front of us without stopping, but each of us is different. "

Rako's voice was rare, even whispering.

But her anger had begun to burn.

Angry at having to step on the battlefield, angry at having to take other people's lives.

Angry for being unable, unable to resist this **** fate!

"Leko, get ready to go.

There is always someone to sacrifice, and the sacrifice is preferably ourselves.

But sometimes you have to face situations where you have no choice.

Fate gives us no choice. "

Kelic leaned on his two-handed axe, his face was calm.

Perhaps when it comes to needing to take someone's life, only Korrick's pain can be compared to Recko's.

"Don't console me.

Your comfort is not only inserting a knife in my heart, but also causing my own pain.

So stop talking.

To guard everything that my hands can touch, I am willing to be the butcher.

Although I won't shout 'meat' to charge. "

Recco told a joke.

She was talking about the butcher in his slaughterhouse, but the joke didn't make anyone laugh.

"Now that you're ready, let the killing end a war.

If anyone survives the war, I'll wait for their vengeance before us.

Of course, I'm not going to stand still!

Killing others in pain is to allow oneself to survive!

Let the race live on!

So when others stand before us for the continuation and survival of their own race, they can only fight frankly.

Admit that you are dirty and see who survives. "

Talek's expression turned grim.

The legend of Proof of Disgrace brought Tarik only to prove how disgraceful he was.

But it doesn't matter, people always have to pay the price for their choices.

"This time, it's just us.

Calju will stand by the gates of the Holy Mountain.

If we die in war, we die well and deservedly.

It's a pity that at that time, there were probably no three gatekeepers on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath. "

Korlick stretched his body.

Anger is rising!

"A portal...

An unjust war...

A boring game where you don't know who will fall! "

Raiko sang in a strange tone, her hands thrusting into the void.

Then the muscles trembled, and a portal was torn open!

Breaking open the portal of a world is not something that can be easily opened.

A war destined to end from beginning to end cannot be ended by a few pacifists who choose to sacrifice their lives.

War is a means to an end.

And the purpose of this war is to gain the power to survive!

"Let's go!"

Talic did not waver, and passed through the portal first.

Sword Saint Kahn, one of the three newly promoted ancestors, followed Tariq with his cherished pair of swords in both hands.

Korrick rubbed his beard and turned sallow.

The giant axe in his hand was on his shoulders, and he walked in without saying a word.

The last one was Raiko who just opened the portal!

Reko turned her head to look at the towering Elder Temple.

Or she was looking at the Bulkesso who was in the temple of the elders.

His eyes were very calm, as if there were no mood swings.

"There are only four people who have taken action to face a world war, although they are basically equal in strength.

But I also say, it's not fair! "

Raiko's voice barely came out.

No one around was listening.

But the holy mountain of Harrogath itself will definitely record this sentence!

I will tell this to every barbarian who has been or will stay on the holy mountain of Harrogath in the same way as a whisper!

...

"Of course it's not fair.

Because we must win.

If you lose, I will personally step on the battlefield.

It was only then that things got out of hand. "

Bulkasso whispered in Reko's direction.

Bulkesso, who had accomplished the great task of rebuilding the barbarian holy mountain, could of course know what Reko said.

This holy mountain is called Harrogath, just because the name once represented the most brilliant civilization of the barbarians.

Burkessel didn't want to think about his story with Uldyssian, even though he knew the name "Uldyssian".

He also can't remember his past "self" at all.

But that doesn't matter!

The current Bulkasso is just Bulkesso!

Is the king of barbarians!

Is the immortal king!

"Bourkesso, if I give up the so-called 'justice' now, will it allow you to start to find yourself?"

Rorschach looked at Bourkessel in front of him, although he didn't know what the other party was going to do.

But he can clearly feel that what Bourkesso is going to do is contrary to "justice".

If just abandoning that thing called "justice" can achieve the justice that Rorschach hopes, then he will do it.

There is nothing to hesitate, for justice and truth, Rorschach can give up everything.

It doesn't matter if you lose the power you have now.

He seemed to be happy that he lived as a homeless man.

The end of the world is always on its way, and the real end is the day when everyone stops speaking.

The end is coming at any time, but it never seems like it will actually come.

Rorschach started to worry.

"Wait, it's almost over!

The name Diablo is a joke, but no one can deny the power of the guy this name represents. "

Burkeseau turned his head and glanced at Rorschach.

Rorschach doesn't seem to realize that what he has received is not the recognition of justice, but the recognition of Tyrael.

Tyrael's breath disappeared completely, and Rorschach seemed to know nothing.

"The Hammer is facing him.

Even the newly minted Hamelin has someone fighting it.

Even more demons are fighting formidable opponents.

But all this is nothing but what we nephalems have experienced in the past years.

All I have to do is make the end come. "

Burkeseau said with his eyes closed.

It doesn't seem like it's something to be taken seriously.

"What are the ancestors doing now?"

Rorschach's tone was a little cold, but he seemed a little curious.

"It's fighting."

Bourkessel gave the simplest answer.

It simply makes it impossible to lock in a specific field.

Rorschach stopped speaking about it.

Just quietly looking at Bourkesso in front of him.

"You said I would be the next immortal king?

But you never said what it takes to be the Immortal King.

I think, your death is only the first premise, right? "

Rorschach's words were quite offensive.

But there is no problem.

Barbarians have never had a record of the Immortal King being alive at the same time.

"For you, the first premise is justice."

Burkesso said coldly.

Didn't even make any rebuttals.

"rule?

I mean master a rule?

A rule that can be called immortal?

Don't blame me for asking this, because the word 'immortal' itself is something that people care about. "

Rorschach firmly grasped the hammer of judgment.

The hands are a little white from the excessive force.

That is the state that occurs after the blood is squeezed.

"Justice lasts forever.

So you will be the immortal king. "

Bourkessel gave a nonsense answer.

But Rorschach understood that this should not have happened after he had obtained justice.

When Bourkessel saw him, he had already designated him as the next Immortal King.

How could he be sure he would get justice then?

Burkesall had long planned to take justice from Tyrael.

Even ready to kill Tyrael outright.

Tyrael was a friend to humans, but to barbarians he was an archangel of justice with a **** vendetta.

Killing in the name of "justice" is a desecration of justice.

Just like the country where Rorschach was born.

Knowing that this is not justice, just profit.

But they never tire of "justice".

It's as if this flag can hide their stench under a radiance that doesn't know where it came from.

"How are you going to make me the Immortal King if you can't find Tyrael?"

Rorschach seemed to be asking Burkeseau with some contempt.

Rorschach has always been a guy who has to show his fearlessness even in the face of fear.

That is stubborn and so-called "foolish".

But such a Rorschach itself is shining!

"Courage lasts forever."

Bourkessel did not hide anything, nor did he lie.

Rather than let him lie, he would rather remain silent.

"Because Prius knows?"

"He's very clear.

So excited to find out that Tyrael's justice is upon you.

He is not afraid of death, but rejoices in being able to exist. "

Rorschach was a little stunned by Bourcasso's words.

He thought about many possibilities, but never thought of such a result.

"still have a question.

What would you do if you didn't meet me? "

Rorschach asked directly to the point.

None of this seems to have happened if Bourkesso had not met him.

Even Rorschach still holds the most dangerous key in his hands, which is his own life!

"In that case, the Prius will probably be happier."

Burkeseau seemed to be a little vague at this time.

Rorschach started to think.

Could it be that in the list of the next immortal king, there is also the name of the archangel Inprius?

This doesn't seem like a fun thing to do.

"Being a person is not just Auriel's idea.

How can courage itself refuse to try new things?

You all seem to have misunderstood the Imperius.

Everything he does is based on who he is!

Taking all the responsibility for where you are is the courage that Prius is most proud of. "

Burkeseau said a few more words.

Rorschach also understood what he meant.

As long as Imperius becomes a Nephalem, someone can take on the position of the Immortal King.

"What is your immortality for?"

Rorschach didn't ask Burkeseau, what he said was more like talking to himself.

He was just looking for a possible answer in his heart.

"My immortality?"

Bulkasso opened his eyes wide, but he quickly returned to his unconcerned appearance.

It looked like he had no intention of answering Rorschach.

"I don't believe that anger lasts forever.

No one can be angry forever.

One day your anger will subside, and then anger will no longer be a savage power. "

Rorschach said so.

After these words, the Elder Temple fell into silence again.

...

Outside the temple of the elders, Banar sat on the long stone steps with a husky with smart eyes.

There was already a lot of snow on him, but he remained motionless.

Even the husky was so well-behaved that it didn't look like a husky.

Perhaps in the cold wind, the sealed IQ of the Husky has been unlocked.

This is a breed that has been domesticated for an unknown number of generations.

They are working dogs and are subject to the demands of most humans within their reach.

It is for this reason that huskies are rarely dedicated to a certain owner.

After all, they need to pull sleds for a lot of people, they can't just listen to one person.

"Don't think about eating the building of the Temple of the Elders.

Not to mention that you can't do it at all~www.NovelMTL.com~ You can do it, and you won't have the chance to do it.

This is the holy mountain of Harrogath, the holy mountain that belongs to Bulkesso alone.

We exist because He needs us, and we need such a place to witness.

If you're really going to offer a renovation plan to Bourcasso, then I can only suggest that you bring onion, ginger, and garlic with you first.

Better still carry a cauldron big enough to fit you in. "

Banar said to the husky in his arms like a madman.

It's just that his eyes kept looking at the center of the Elder Temple.

That's where Bourkesso is.

Banar, a Berserker.

A savage who, not long ago, had escaped madness as a soul and mastered the rage of the Berserker.

Now he is very awake!